with you when you wrote it,
And i liked it better then.
Back when i thought you were mine,
And sang all your songs for me.
I liked this song when you were mine,
And i liked it better then.
They don't know that tonight
And your voice on the juke box!
Shakin' it down at the love
Payin' for being a fool like that.
At this run down place they call the
Now the damn country loves you.
Your voice belongs to them.
They bought it for a quarter,
And they sing along for a beer.
So just one more boys, whaddya say?
One more if you please...
And i might find a reason why you don't belong to
You can sing your song, boy,
When you're out on the road.
Cause tonight i paid my quarter,
And that still makes you mine.
and your voice on the juke box!
Here's to you! i'm dancin'
Shakin' it down at the love shack.
Payin' for being a fool like that.
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